The darkness crept,
All consuming,
Colder than a crisp winters morning,
It engulfed the meaning behind words,
Behind empty promises always heard,
Behind disappointed faces,
Behind broken hearts,
Behind your faith you were enough,
But as its arms encase you into its bitter sweet embrace,
You succumb to the unwelcome truth,
That you were always meant to break,
That this moment was bound to happen,
And as much as you denied it,
You Were Always Going To Be Bound To The Darkness And Its Cold Numbing Embrace.
